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Title: Poem by Jurat
Post by: guest88 on Nov 06, 2018 06:50 am
XXVII.

How can I win that Hidden One
         Who sits within the secret place?
For even in my very dreams
         She wears the veil upon her face.

What heart is there in all the world
         Can bear thy cruel tyranny?
Keep then this broken heart of mine
         That thus thou mayst remember me!


JURAT.       


Title: Re: Poem by Jurat
Post by: guest88 on Nov 06, 2018 06:51 am
JURAT: of Delhi, celebrated for his skill in music, astronomy and poetry: became blind when still young: was pensioned by the Nawab Muhabbat Khan and afterwards by Suleiman Shikoh: author of an enormous volume of Urdu poetry composed of ghazals and of love-poems in the modern taste. Wrote satires on the rain, the cold, smallpox, etc. Versed in Hindu as well as Muslim poetry.


Title: Re: Poem by Jurat
Post by: guest88 on Nov 06, 2018 06:54 am
More Hindustani poetry here,
https://wahiduddin.net/hik/hik_lyrics.htm#jurat